Pluck the petals from my hair

As sunlight smiles

Down on us.

Summer’s laughter still

heard through the trees.

Take my hand.

No promise

Of tomorrow.

Today, with you

Is enough.

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

About Penny Wilson Writes

Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing, Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. You can find more of her writings on her blog at and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.
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17 Responses to Promise

  1. WaltPage says:

    I love it! And I get an overpowering feeling that you are in love πŸ˜€πŸ’›


  2. Lovely, Penny 😊


  3. Donnalee says:

    Very evocative of a lovely timeless time–


  4. Michael says:


    U published your stuff yet p?


  5. The Militant Negro says:

    Reblogged this on The Militant Negroβ„’.


  6. Yes, today is enough for an eternal moment spent with true love.Beautifully penned Penny.


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